Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition

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Tomb-Sweeping Day composition 1 Tomorrow is a holiday! Tomorrow is a holiday! Tomorrow is Tomb-Sweeping Day, a national holiday! Amid the cheers of the students, they walked out of the campus one after another.

I got up early the next day and followed my father back to my grandmother's house in the country. As soon as I entered the house, I saw grandma busy making zongzi. I asked, "Grandma, what are you doing making zongzi?" Grandma smiled and said to me, "Is it for ancestors?" Remember to bring it to the grave in the future! "I replied sweetly," okay. "Actually, I'm recalling the jiaozi wrapped by my grandma in the past holidays, and the fragrance ..." Hey hey! I'll eat more later. "

At two o'clock in the afternoon, four uncles, three of us, three uncles, and several fathers' families, more than twenty people went to the cemetery together. Some of us brought wine, food, fruit, some paper money, some guns, some shovels, some firewood knives and other items, and went to the cemetery talking and laughing.

Go to the cemetery, offer food in front of relatives' graves, then burn paper money, cultivate the soil for the graves, break some new green branches and put them in the graves, then kowtow, set off firecrackers, and finally go home with wine. Of course, I eat zongzi the most-two. Uncle uncle laughed at me. I can control it as long as I like it.

Ah! I'm so full that I can't eat the reunion dinner at night. Unfortunately, chicken legs, duck legs and shrimp. Fortunately, when I left my grandmother's house, she brought me a dozen of my favorite zongzi.

This is the Tomb-Sweeping Day I spend every year.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition 2: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." . As soon as I arrive in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I will think of this poem written by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This morning, our family got up early, took out the prepared offerings, flowers, paper ingots and coins, and set out to pay their respects to their ancestors.

In the morning, the sunny weather, although there is no drizzle described in the poem, is a little cold, perhaps because it rained all night yesterday and the temperature dropped a lot. Along the way, my father drove smoothly. An hour later, we came to the foot of the grave. Cars of all sizes are parked in the open space, and pedestrians are holding flowers, gold ingots and many souvenirs. You can smell the burning of Mingbi from a distance. Occasionally, I can hear the harsh firecrackers, and the green grass comes out of the soil and stands there solemnly like a guard. Some graves have been filled with flowers and sacrifices.

Ah, there are others who came earlier than us! When we came to Grandpa Tai's grave, we first leveled the grass in front of the grave, then cultivated the soil, and finally placed offerings and flowers. After everything was arranged, we bowed. After the bowing ceremony, my father and uncle burned paper money, and my thoughts flowed with the paper money ordered by my father.

Because there were too many banknotes, my father and uncle fiddled with the sheet piling with wooden sticks, fearing that they would not be collected until they were burned. The fire is burning, and the wind on the mountain blows paper dust from time to time, baking me, and I am warm all over. I also learned from my father's appearance and burned paper ingots to grandpa and them.

Finally, after the memorial service, we went home, perhaps because of our mood. Everyone didn't say much along the way. But my mood is even more depressed, because there will be an exam this afternoon.

Tomb-Sweeping Day Composition 3 The ancients said, "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " When I think of this poem by a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived.

It's another Tomb-Sweeping Day. My family and I are going to visit the grave.

Tomb-Sweeping Day came here like this: Zhong Er fled to escape the scourge. During his exile, Zhong Er suffered humiliation. Most of the courtiers who went out with him went out one after another. Only a few loyal people have been following him. One of them is called meson push. On one occasion, Zhong Er fainted from hunger. In order to save Zhong Er, Jiezitui cut a piece of meat from his leg, cooked it with fire and gave it to Zhong Er. Nineteen years later, Zhong Er returned to China and became the monarch, that is, Jin Wengong, one of the five tyrants in the Spring and Autumn Period.

After Jin Wengong took office, he rewarded those who helped him, but forgot to recommend him. When I finally remembered, I went to see him. But Jin Wengong didn't find it, so someone came up with an idea and said, why don't you set Yamakaji on three sides, leave one side, burn it and the meson will come out on its own. But they didn't come out and died when they went up the mountain to find them. So he designated this day as Cold Food Festival, also called Tomb-Sweeping Day.

My family and I went to the mountains to see the graves of my grandparents. Our whole family stood in awe and remained silent for a long time. After a while, I started burning money. I see you left so early, and I haven't been filial to you yet. If you are still here, I will honor you well. I also made a wish to them: "I hope grandma can bless me to make faster progress in my studies, and my family will live a happy life, be healthy and succeed in my studies." Then he took out firecrackers and rang. The sound is deafening, just like thunder in the sky. Scared my brother to tears.

When I left, I mourned for a long time, bowed down and reluctantly left. Tomb-Sweeping Day deserves to be a traditional festival of our Chinese nation, which is so meaningful.

Tomb-Sweeping Day Composition 4 The origin of Tomb-Sweeping Day is because ministers visited the grave in Tomb-Sweeping Day on this day. Folks follow suit and sweep graves on this day. Later, people used to regard this day as a festival. On this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, people will go hiking, sweep graves, eat green balls and pick green mugwort leaves.

In the morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I also had a reunion dinner. There is a jiaozi leaf under the green ball, which is square to prevent the green ball from sticking to the bottom of the pot. The green ball is round and green, because the glutinous rice that makes the green ball is dyed with wormwood juice. I wonder, how can wormwood be eaten? I took a bite of the green ball and felt the fragrance of bamboo shoots and meat, coupled with the soft waxy feeling of glutinous rice, which was really delicious.

After dinner in the morning, we came to the mountainside of Nanfeng. This is the tomb of the soldiers killed in the Northern Expedition National Revolutionary Army. "The sound of the car is on the road, and the willow color is green." This martyrs cemetery was originally a small building garden during the Republic of China, with arched gates and pavilions. Judging from the remaining checked floor tiles, this small building used to be very big. Although these buildings are no longer visible, the cemetery is very solemn. From the introduction of the tombstone, I seem to see the scene of soldiers dying for their country on the battlefield.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is also a reunion day, and we drove to Yixing. There are many people there. "Pear blossoms are clear, and wanderers are out of the spring city." Originally, I was going to Zhuhai scenic spot, but I didn't expect the traffic to be so woven that I couldn't get in at all. We have to play in the small bamboo forest by the roadside. I saw some people digging bamboo shoots. There are many bamboo shoots on the mountain, big and small, the smallest is only as long as my calf, and the largest is two-thirds of my height! After taking a photo with the largest bamboo shoot, I was ready to go down the mountain, and the result slipped down the mountain. It's funny to think about it now.

This time in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went for an outing, visited graves, ate green balls and felt the traditional customs of Tomb-Sweeping Day, which left a deep impression on me.

Tomb-Sweeping Day Composition 5 On April 5th, at dawn, grandma urged Yeji Quan to go back to his hometown Pukou to offer sacrifices to the mountain. Dad drove slowly all the way, but he was still stuck in a private road not far from Pukou. There is no head before the long motorcade, and no tail after it. Grandma said, I rushed to this place to return to China, because yesterday was the day of ancestor worship and grave sweeping in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and my grandparents were waiting for us to worship on the mountain!

The police uncle came, and an hour later, we arrived at the foot of Pukou Town. Uncle and aunt took us back to the mountain with large and small vegetable baskets and bags. When talking about the grass flying in the mountains, you can always see clusters of unknown home flowers sticking out, red, purple, pink, unrestrained and hateful. We walked all the way up the straight stone steps, and we could vaguely hear firecrackers and long salty voices in the mountain, which made this quiet mountain lively.

My uncle reached out and hugged me around two big trees and said it was almost time. I walked on the knee-high weeds with my uncle carefully, and how many steps I took, I saw where grandpa and grandma slept. Adults are busy unloading goods. Apart from weeds, wine, and smelly paper money, grandma is still thinking and saying, "Ancestors bless the family's safety and health, and children hate reading ..." Can reading be blessed? My brother and I looked at each other and bowed down quickly, but we couldn't help crying.

When going down the mountain, my uncle and father both broke green branches from the tree and took them with them. According to grandma, pulling this green branch on the door of the house can ward off evil spirits, which is really amazing and boring. I hope this green branch can really protect the family and the house, and I hope my big family will be happy and healthy forever!

Tomb-Sweeping Day Composition 6 Morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, clear skies in Wan Li, Wan Li, is a good day for an outing.

We set off, the flowers and trees on the roadside were in full bloom, the winter jasmine was yellow, the mother tree turned green instantly, as if wearing a green robe, and the earth was full of colorful flowers.

When I arrived at my destination, I saw a huge lump with many dead people on it. Tomb-Sweeping Day wants to commemorate his family.

We walked along a narrow and steep path. We kept climbing and finally saw our great-grandfather. Then we put some money in front of his grave, some oranges next to it, some bread on it, and burned the money with a lighter. When people meet, they say, "I wish our great-grandfather and great-grandmother good health and all the best!" " So, my father said, "One bow, two bows, three bows." This means respect. Then I put some candles next to it. I hope my great-grandfather and great-grandmother can see our love for him.

After burning the paper, my father and I are going to climb this big lump. We climbed with difficulty. Some thorny grass in the middle pricked my hand, but we persisted. Finally, we reached the top of the mountain. From top to bottom, people are like ponies, cars and caterpillars.

On my way home, I saw several caves and asked my father, "What are these caves for?" Father smiled and replied, "In the past, barbarians lived in it." Oh, I see!

When we got home, grandma made a bowl of cold rice noodles for each of us. We ate with relish, and we have to have another bowl if one bowl is not enough!

Finally, there is Tomb-Sweeping Day! It's not easy to meet grandparents! Who let time pass so slowly? I hope the time can be faster, yeah!

Tomb-Sweeping Day composition 7 I remember Tomb-Sweeping Day, or from Du Mu's "It rains in the Qingming Festival, and people on the road are fascinated". At that time, I didn't know the detailed revelation of Tomb-Sweeping Day. With the growth of age and experience, I really understood the three major festivals in China, and Tomb-Sweeping Day was impressed by the profound meaning of "Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Tomb-Sweeping Day". Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival should be discrete festivals, and monopolizing Tomb-Sweeping Day is their own connotation. Therefore, Tomb-Sweeping Day is the embodiment of tears, the thinking of reminiscence, and the day when people who can't see others lie alone on their graves and look at the air.

Tomb-Sweeping Day has basically been out of my life since my grandmother died. However, in my subconscious, grandma still took me. My grandmother died of illness.

There is truth and falsehood in the world, and everything is absolute. My life is like our own existence, our shadow. Wherever we go, the shadow follows; However, I don't know where the shadow is. Or there is a colorful and vibrant world not far from us, and this world is the shadow of our world. If so, what are we worried about?

People in China are crowded everywhere, whether in the underworld or underground. Our relatives and our descendants still live a unique life together there. And all our compatriots who left us in the earthquake. There are still schools and teachers, chickens crow and dogs bark, flowers and grass are still full of vitality, and there is still an uninterrupted life. Just like there are many blue planets in the vast universe, and on this blue planet, their names are not the earth, but their lives are still full of hope.

Therefore, Tomb-Sweeping Day is a festival that reminds me of distant places, not just tears.

Tomb-Sweeping Day Composition 8 The night before Tomb-Sweeping Day, I returned to my hometown.

When I first arrived at my hometown, I saw three kinds of animals-dogs, which sometimes made me like and sometimes scared me. One of the three dogs ran into my house and shouted, while the other two shouted at me outside. They were so scared that they picked up a stone and pretended to throw it at the two dogs. They were timid and ran back to their master's house.

Mom and Dad came, and I opened the door of my hometown to see clearly that the dog that just ran into our house was actually Huanhuan, a puppy raised by Bo Er. During the Spring Festival, he and I were quite good. At this time, they rushed at me like strangers and told me that he should have forgotten me for two months.

Just when I was going to see my uncle's duck, I saw a very interesting thing-the duck ran out. Just as I was about to get them back, they went back to hide in their nests.

I went upstairs to find my second uncle. When I found him, I told him that the ducks had just escaped. He said to me, "These two ducks also ran out a few days ago. I don't know where they went, so I asked Huanhuan to look for them. Huanhuan searched several streets, but there was no sign of them. I thought someone had taken them away, so I went upstairs to rest, and they ended up sleeping in the corridor on the second floor. "

After listening to my uncle's words, I went to help prepare dinner at night. After dinner, my parents and I played a few games of fighting landlords. I won the first game. Coincidentally, I won all the other games.

The next day, I had a good time with my father and his big brother, and went to sweep the graves of my grandparents, who were in an extremely prosperous garlic field. At the grave, my father and I visited the grave, and my uncle poured them wine. When everything was finished, we went home.

I'll tell you one more thing: my mother can't sleep at night. At two in the morning, she got up to see how I was doing. He saw me kick off the quilt and huddle up.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition 9 The ancients said: There are many rains during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and I am reminded of the famous classic sentence of Du Mu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty. It didn't rain as usual today, but the warm spring breeze blew on me, giving people a little warmth.

After finishing my homework, my mother and I went shopping. When we arrived at the place where we bought drinks, we saw many cans in the carts and baskets. I wonder, ask my mother. Mom said, "It should be that the price of canned food has been reduced!" " "I nodded my head. But after asking the waiter's aunt, I know my mother's answer is wrong, and the price of canned food has not been reduced at all. What is the reason? I just heard someone say, "Mom buys canned food for her daughter!" " "I am happy to think: Tomb-Sweeping Day can eat canned food every year!

The next day, we returned to our hometown-to visit grandma's grave. Walking in the cemetery, a burst of sadness welled up in my heart. I saw the adults open the paper money they bought with their hands, which was flower-shaped, with gold coins and paper money printed on the paper ... In front of grandma's grave, watching the burning paper turn into dust and be blown to the sky by the wind, I thought: burning paper for the dead relatives means giving them money, turning grief into good wishes and bringing it to the dead relatives. This is a beautiful daydream!

I stood in front of my grandmother's grave, looking at the peach blossom, apricot blossom and pear blossom in the distance ... Everything is in bud, and green wicker grows on the bare willow branches, all of which show that the vitality of spring is generating! Take a deep breath, like sucking the dew in spring, refreshing! !

This Tomb-Sweeping Day has taught me a lot and reminded me a lot. ...

Tomb-Sweeping Day Composition 10 On the day of Tomb-Sweeping Day, we went back to our father's hometown. Let's go to the mountain to burn paper money to worship our ancestors, and then play on the mountain. Dad is watching the scenery on the mountain, my sister is shooting beautiful butterflies with a camera, and I am dragging a shovel to dig a hole. Mom said, "Stop digging, give me the shovel and watch me dig a chicken leg for you." This drumstick refers to a crisp and sweet plant whose roots grow in the soil like drumsticks. My mother and I started looking for chicken legs, but we couldn't find them for a long time. We only found a lot of dandelions, green dandelions with small yellow flowers and some flowers with fruits. I told my sister to blow the parachute quickly. My sister ran over, picked a dandelion parachute, blew it and said, "I want to help the dandelion mother's children travel around the world!" " "I also picked a dandelion and blew it. My sister and I were having fun when I suddenly heard my mother shout, "Come and see, there are winter jasmine here!" " "My sister and I ran over and saw two winter jasmine trees in bloom. This winter jasmine is different from Xinlei Park. Its petals are yellow, but its stamens are red. How beautiful! Mother saw the flowers and said, "I'll take you to pick the buds and touch them, and smoke Mao Cong!" " In the fields and mountains, the buds contact a lot. Mother picked the fattest one for us, removed the leaves on it, peeled off the skin that the buds touched and put it in her mouth to eat. Crisp and sweet, full of fragrance. My sister and I have been eating. Mother saw that we had almost eaten, so she said, "Let's smoke Mao Cong." Mao Cong is a thatched bud that can be eaten, but it can't be eaten when it is in full bloom. We searched in the field for a long time, only mom.

Mom found some onions. Peel off the green or red leaves of Mao Cong, expose the white Mao Cong inside, and chew it in your mouth. It feels soft, tender and sweet.

How time flies! Unconsciously, it's already noon, and we're going home. I really want to play for a while. I think Tomb-Sweeping Day really enjoyed his outing!